Happy Birthday M-J’s Mum/Mom! I like her life lessons and feel compelled to follow them myself. Especially the adult refreshment. Cheers! (And, in my case, the sweater is grey with yellow and blue stripes.)

My ratty sweater is one I knitted when I was about 16. I made it too big so it’s only ever really been a “wear about the house” sweater. (It’s actually a “jumper” in my language but I’m happy to translate for you.) It’s now starting to unravel on the right sleeve. I’m thinking the old adage “a stitch in time” could be relevant at this point.

I wore “jumpers” in grade school…here they are a type of dress. Or is that what your sweater looks like? I think it’s time you get out the sewing machine and fix your jumper so it goes another 20 years.

That’s a pinafore. We do understand sweater as another term for jumper, it’s just not what we use. I think the Kiwis might use sweater. Or is it jersey? Hm. Too long ago to remember. (I once did a bus tour with some Kiwis. Fascinating species. Can’t understand a word they say but they’re nice enough.)

Happy birthday Mary’s mom! Hey, I have a ratty black sweater, too, that I keep at work. When they can get that thermostat right then I will put the sweater away. Till that happens, the sweater stays. Stay feisty, mom!

Awwww great tribute!! We’re going to Michigan this fall to celebrate my 89 and 90 year young parents’ birthdays. I get to golf with Dad. He shoots his age or better and he, Hub and I have mire fun on the golf course than humans deserve.

I’d like to think that feisty automatically comes with being that old. Really, at that age, I wouldn’t give a crap about anything or what anyone thought. I’ll be sure to give mom lots of birthday hugs and wishes.